And what is it you’re trying to tell me?
Nestled in your comfortable pain
Alone in a weird, new land
Everything off-kilter, somewhat
sideways and misty in the rain
Blow a kiss for the dearly departed
Travel along the American blood veins
Inject the happiness into your eyeballs
And take me away from what I know
I trust you – your smile is rottenly beautiful
You’ve never led me astray
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